Constant Obsession: Beards

I love beards. I do. Anyone who knows me {in real life or on the internet} is likely sick of hearing me talk about my obsession with facial hair of all kinds {save the chinstrap, goatee, and soul patch}, so I’m going to keep this short and sweet. Thanks to the  lovely crew over at StuffinmyBeard I have spent the last hour or so perusing the men from Beard Team USA. Here are some of my favorites.

My desire to twirl these ‘staches feels illegal.

I’m not going to lie, I kind of just want to take my fingers and run them through each and every one of those beards. For hours. I want to get my hands all up in there and scratch their poor, claustrophobic chins. I wanna . . . okay, I’m going to stop before this gets too creepy.

Point is, I love me some beards, and the men who rock them. Keep up the good work, gentlemen.